Don't touch me. My boob is healing.

(WARNING this post contains a picture of my stitches! Yay!)

Now I know what 1/37th of the pain of getting a boob job feels like. OK maybe less then that but still.

Yesterday I had my mole removed and replaced with three nicely placed stitches. Pretty exciting stuff if you ask me.

What scared me the most about the whole thing was that I actually had no idea what they were doing. I assumed they were going to cut it out and stitch me up but then someone said something about a laser and I was all confused. I was also a little unsure about exactly where this procedure was going to take place as I had only ever been in two of the different rooms at the doctors office and both were ill equipped to preform such a procedure.

The secretary brought me into the 'Biopsy Room' which freaked the crap out of me. Usually I am such a 'man' when it comes to these things but I was seriously panicking inside. I have a very high tolerance for pain but I've never been sliced open with a knife while being conscious so even though they were going to numb the area I was still scared of how it would feel.

My family doctor has had another doctor from England helping him out for the past 5 years and since it is usually easier to get an appointment with her rather then him I've been seeing her for basically the past 5 years. I thought she was going to be doing the procedure since she booked it for me but to my surprise they were both going to participate in it.

They re-checked my body for funny looking moles and found another one on the back of my shoulders that they are going to keep their eye on and possibly remove at a later date. Then it was time to plop myself down and say good-bye to my funny looking mole.

They poked me with needles to freeze the area but that didn't hurt. I lay there for 5 minutes waiting for everything to settle and take affect. Next came out the knife.

I didn't really feel anything other then pressure. It was almost kind of neat to lay there thinking 'Hey I'm being sliced up right now'. I find a strange kind of joy in things like that. The only part that felt weird was after she cut around it she cut under it to un attach it from the flesh below. It felt like holding up a chunk of meat and cutting it away from the bulk of meat having the bulk fall away as you cut. If that makes any sense that's exactly what it felt like. She showed me the chunk after she cut it away. I couldn't bend right to see the hole now in my boob.

Next it was time for stitches. Another thing I have never had done other then possibly when I was a kid and aside from having my wisdom teeth removed.

Seeing as though I couldn't feel anything (as in the needle piercing my skin) the sensation of being stitched up was very cool. Like I said, I am a freak when it comes to this kind of stuff. It falls right into my obsession with piercings and tattoos. It's a wonder I'm not covered in metal and ink.

It was also very weird as a person who has sewen so many things in my life to then be lying there getting sewen up. It was like the all the fabric I've stitched over the years was getting me back. It was very bizzare.

I kept the picture small so you won't all puke, but you can click to make it bigger if you're sick like me.

After that they bandaged me up and sent me on my way. The mole went off for testing and I went home to relax. I felt pretty good afterwards considering I was still frozen. I went over to Chads for dinner thinking I could still handle some exercise at the gym. That was until the freezing wore off after dinner and everytime I moved my right arm it pulled on my stitches. Nice. You should have seen me attempt to wash my hair in the shower.

Today I am sore and swollen. My right arm works but every so often I move in a way that pulls at the stitches and it hurts. It is very cool tho to look down and see thread holding me together. It's like a battle scar. I likes scars, for the most part. I use to spend summers as a kid trying to see how many scars I could get on my knees and legs before I going back to school. I was such a tom boy.

I have to wait a week and then I go back for a check up and to get my stiches removed. I kinda like them tho, they're like three little piercings. Hahah I'm so crazy and now yearning to stick needles in my body in the form piercings and tattoos! But not to worry, Chad would most likely kill me if I attempt it.

MEDIC

I'm only working half a day today because I have to go to the doctors to get a mole removed from my right boob. I have no idea what the procedure entails but I'm sure I will be fine even tho part of me is slightly scared.



Last night I continued helping my mom sew her dress. It frustrates me to no end though because after years and years of experience I have learned that going out and buying a pattern a pre-made pattern and then making it into the garment never ends up fitting right. I gave up on pre-made patterns years ago especially after learning how to draft my own. That is the only way I will sew things now a days, if I actually create the pattern myself.

Anyways this dress is quite complicated to begin with and it has taken us quite a bit of time trying to figure it out so far. I had to adjust the bust line so that it would fit my mom properly but now it looks like fitting it in that area has caused it to be too tight in another area and now I don't know what shes going to do. I would hate for her not to be able to wear the dress after all the money spent on the fabric and the time and effort trying to make it, but I have a feeling she won't end up wearing it. It makes me want to pull all my hair out of my head. She should have just bought a dress in the first place. It makes me so angry. AHHhhhh.

After 3 hours of work and the end result of it all being that it might not fit I had to leave for my own sanity. Chad was watching his beloved show Dog Fights (not its not about actual dog fights but about fighter pilots) and I showed up right at the end (Thank God) so I was able to steal him away for a couple hours.

He has started reading to me 'The Da Vinci Code". Yes that's right, he reads to me. It is the greatest thing ever. He likes to read out loud and I like to listen. PERFECT! Omg we pretty much are the cutest things ever and you most likely want to puke right now.



Look my feet!

Ok I should go eat something before leaving to get all chopped up. Not looking forward to it.

I'm sitting on the floor and it's hurting my ass

(I started this post Saturday afternoon and that's why it doesn't make sense but I am posting it now anyways)

I'm eating a cupcake and drinking tea. It is a nice combination.

My mom is sewing her dress for the wedding and it is becoming a little bit of a disaster. I am sitting here as on call help. My resources are very valuable.

I uploaded pictures from my dinner last night. I guest I should post them here.

We went to Granville Island for the Brewery Tour. Yes, that's right "I" chose to go on a brewery tour on my birthday.

We got tasters out of it which was really the point even though Chad drank half of mine. It was interesting and we had time to kill so it made sense. Plus Chad was giddy like a school girl.

They got us to eat some so we could tell the different taste between the different kinds. It tasted like cow food. Maybe because that's exactly what it is.

Chad was very excited and tried to associate his Wine making knowledge to the Beer making.

I guessed the 4 ingredients right. Barley, Hops, Yeast, & Water!

Chad looked really hot on our date.

The Harbour.

Mr. Seagull.

We sat down on one of the benches by the stream to watch the ducks and birds. There were two bird fornicating on a post and Chad wanted me to video tape it but I declined. He thought it was the greates thing ever.

Went to the Sand Bar for dinner as you all know because I talk so much about it and how much I love it. I was wearing a cute shirt and I should have got Chad to take a proper picture of my outfit. I need to do that more often.

We were matching AGAIN. Both wearing white shirts and jeans. I don't know how we do it. We were starving by the time we got there.

And now for all the food pictures!

Table bread to share.

Tuscan bread for Chad.

My Salad of LOVE. Shocking.

Steak and Prawns for Chad.

Fusili with Salmon, Scallops, and Shrimp, in a Creamy Garlic Pesto Sauce. Amazing. The pieces of Salmon where a bit weird and didn't really go with the rest of the meal but it was still good. Oh and Sun Dried Tomatos which were super yum too. I had to take half of it home because I was so stuffed from all the beer and wine and food.

Wolf Blass GOLD Label because I am worth it.

We ended up being there for close to 3 hours eating and drinking. It was very nice.

Chad got me a pink sweater from Urban Outfitters. I heart it geatly. Some of the jewellery pieces I wanted they didn't have so we are going back this week for a Birthday Shopping Spree. Music to my ears!

Also, the bedroom furniture we ordered arrived Saturday morning! I was so damn excited and it looks amazing. It actually looks like an adults bedroom now! We just need to set up one more piece and it will all be done. Now we just need to get a new mattress and sheets (which will be wedding shower gifts from my Mom) and we will be all set. I am giddy. I can't wait to finish decorating the bedroom!

Birthday Dinner pictures are Here.

Welcome to the world of exhaustion.

We went to the gym Tuesday night and Chad decided that he wanted to do more cardio which meant that he would do a half hour set of cardio, half hour set of weights, and another half hour set of cardio. Seeings as how I was there with him kinda meant I had to do an hour of cardio as well. Ok I can handle that I guess.

So for the first set I did the exercise bike because I am lazy and you get to sit down. Burned 160 calories doing that for half an hour. Next we went to our weight sections and did our thing. Next was the new half hour of cardio. So in knowing that you have to sign up for a machine I took a break from the weights and went to look for a machine that would be free at 8. I wanted to do something different but that was still low impact for my knees and I chose this machine that looked like Tony Littles Gazelle. So I got on it and did my thing and I was sweating like I never have before. Holy crap was that a work out. I ended up burning another 265 calories on that machine which blew my mind. Over 400 calories gone. Insane.

I was so tired after that work out that I fell asleep instantaneously. When I woke up yesterday my legs were so sore it hurt to walk. This meant yesterday was a very hard day to get through.



I didn't do anything exciting yesterday. Alicia got be a big cupcake and I spent the majority of the day reading "Happy Birthday" posts on my Facebook wall. It was weird but it didn't really feel like my birthday yesterday.

Had a family dinner last night and then Chad and I spent the rest of the night being lazy on the couch because we were both still so tired from our gym work out.

Chad didn't get me anything for my birthday.

Ok well actually, I'm pretty sure he did but I don't get it 'till tomorrow. We both have the day off and are doing a bunch of fun things in and around the city. I am so looking forward to sleeping in and then running around all day. Today is my Friday.

There is still nothing to do at work and so I am stuck here for another day trying to make it go by quickly.

I can not wait till tomorrow! Gifts and yummi food and hanging out. Is it 5:00 yet?

Oh yea...

I'm 23 today.

But I'm still not as old as Chad!